Chapter 202 Meeting? Usurpation!
Chapter 202 Meeting? Usurpation! (Part )
This idiot!
Seeing the burned man talking nonsense right after he came in and hadn't even sat down yet, the middle-aged man felt a sharp pain in his temples.
After staying up all night last night, the confidence that he had finally built up was broken in half by a "hot potato" sleeping at the door. Now, the burned man spoke out in front of him, the leader, to strongly support this "hot potato" to become the new leader, and the remaining half of the middle-aged man's confidence was suddenly broken in half again.
Really... Everything was moving in the direction of my plan, but why is it suddenly going off track?
……
"Haha, Tiger...Senior, you are joking..."
As the middle-aged man rubbed his temple with a headache, Leon, who was being harassed by the burned man, could no longer hold back and the expression on his face became stiff.
After all, you are the rebels who are causing unrest in the capital. Can you be more reliable in your work? Why do you want to "put on the yellow robe" and force me to take the position as soon as we meet?
If I really go undercover and become the boss this time, how will the director look at me when I go back? How will Isha, who leads the secret police to catch the rebels every day, look at me? How will the princess, who claims to be my fiancée and has been assassinated several times by the rebels, look at me?
Please don't do it. This job is really not suitable for me!
"Haha, I can't tell jokes."
He took another deep breath, sniffed the scent of "Little Baggins" almost greedily, and grinned at the burned man who looked like a pervert:
"Great! This tastes really good!"
"Just sitting next to you, I feel like a tiger is holding my head... Little Barus! Tell me the truth, are you sure you can kill me in an instant?"
"Um... My name is Little Baggins..."
"that's not important!"
After patting Leon's shoulder, the burned man said eagerly:
“My nose tells me that you are a real strong man! Both your means and your heart are strong enough. And even though you are smiling at me now, you actually look down on me and Nathan from the bottom of your heart!
Ahahaha! By the way, you taste exactly like Nathan back then!
It's a pity that he has changed now. Without the fragrance of you, he has turned into a pile of stinky dog shit! Little Baggins! You must keep it, don't become as smelly as him! "
"Forehead……"
I really do look down on what you rebels have done, and I look even more down on the leader who ordered you to do such nonsense, but can this be smelled?
After pondering the words of the burned man, he found that they did not seem to be completely crazy talk. There seemed to be some other meaning in it. Leon immediately became alert.
This madman’s ability...could it be some kind of beast intuition or something like that?
However, just as Leon was guessing the problem with the burned man and was about to speak to test his ability, he felt the hairs on his back slightly stand up, and then his right ear caught a sharp sound of wind.
"Boom!"
With a bang as the air was expelled, the burned man who was laughing at Leon leaned back slightly to avoid something that was hitting him in the mouth. The strange object with a strong wind then embedded itself into the wall with a "plop" sound, causing a large piece of the wall to burst directly.
Is this... lead bullet for slingshot?
After seeing clearly what was embedded in the wall, Leon felt a slight itch on his shoulder, and remembered another lead bullet that was shot from three kilometers away but still broke his shoulder blade.
"Tiger!"
After walking out of a small door painted in rainbow colors with a hunched back, the bald-headed woman holding a slingshot said angrily:
"If I hear you say that again, Lord Nathan, I will definitely aim my next projectile at your temple!"
"Haha, it's up to you."
"you!"
"Forget it, sit down first!"
He raised his hand and pressed it down, making a gesture to calm things down. Just as he was about to start introducing himself, he saw the door behind "Little Baggins" twist and change continuously, and five people, three men and two women, pushed the door open one after another and walked in.
Turning his head to look at the other members who came in, Leon couldn't help but ponder it for a moment and found that the rebels who possessed these abnormal objects were distributed quite evenly.
……
There was the tall, scarred and muscular chief of the Secret Investigation Bureau, the short man who stole someone's body in Ryan Manor, the middle-aged man with a big belly who looked like a wealthy businessman, and the thin young man. There were all kinds of people, tall, short, fat and thin.
Next, the beast-like burned man, the bald woman playing with a slingshot, the old woman with orange peel and white hair, the little girl with confused eyes, this time all men, women, old and young were present. There were a total of twelve people in the rebel group who possessed abnormal objects. In addition to the eight people of "tall, short, fat, thin, male, female, old and young", there was also the bandaged woman who took the bandages away by herself, the heartbeat man who was caught and sent to the headquarters, and the leader who could open doors everywhere...
So there's still one person left?
But strangely, just as Leon was looking at the gate, ready to see who the twelfth rebel was, he heard the middle-aged man in the main seat clapping his hands and announcing:
"Everyone, now that everyone is here, let's get started."
Are all the people here?
After hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Leon’s eyebrows couldn’t help but raise slightly.
Although from a character perspective, he really wanted to know what the last holder of the anomaly looked like, so as to facilitate the bureau's subsequent arrest of these people.
However, due to the lack of information at the moment, Leon was worried that if he asked "Why is there one less?", he would get the result of "Why don't you know about XXX?" and thus expose his identity in advance. So he turned around and looked up at the middle-aged man in the main seat, but...
"Little Baggins, can you answer a question for me?"
Looking at Leon, who had been looking at the door before he spoke, and only turned around after he said "Everyone is here", the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly and asked calmly:
"You seem to think... someone else will come in?"
"..."
Damn! I just turned back a little late, but you're still suspicious? Are you paranoid?
"No."
After secretly cursing the leader of the rebel group for being too vigilant, Leon shook his head and said calmly:
"I'm just a little curious about your ability, Chief. Just by opening and closing, you can allow people to pass through such a long distance directly. No matter how many times I see it, it feels very magical."
"That's it."
After hearing the answer from "Little Baggins", the middle-aged man nodded without comment, then stared at him and continued to ask:
"I thought you wanted to meet her... By the way, I haven't seen her come to the meeting for a long time. I almost forgot her name. Could you please remind me?"
"..."
Are you starting to doubt me?
Hearing this question, which was equivalent to saying "I suspect you are a fake", Leon's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"Master Chief, are you kidding me?"
Feeling the changing gazes of the rioters in the room, Leon frowned slightly, and then tried desperately to think of a countermeasure while trying to delay time:
"When Uncle Owen told me yesterday that you seemed hostile to me, I thought he was just drunk, but now it seems that you really are..."
"Stop, we can discuss that later."
After interrupting Little Baggins's tug, the middle-aged man spoke word by word:
"I want to know now, what is her name!"
"..."
How the hell do I know that person's name?
Feeling that the gazes cast on him were becoming increasingly hostile, Leon couldn't help but sigh. Just as he was about to give an unknown answer and then enjoy the bundled meal from the rebels, he suddenly had an idea and remembered what the middle-aged man had just said.
'I thought you wanted to meet her...'
So this last anomaly holder is an acquaintance of mine... or of Little Baggins?
Considering that little Baggins is a loner and his social circle is probably too small to fit into one hand, this person's identity is most likely locked in the fat uncle's family.
Last night, the fat uncle knew that it might be dangerous to stay, but he said that they couldn't leave. Even if he and Aunt Fanny could leave, but...
"Nicole."
With the excellent attitude that no matter whether the answer is right or wrong, the answer sheet must not be left blank, Leon looked up to meet the scrutinizing gaze of the middle-aged man, and said nonsense without any sense of justice:
"Her name is Nicole."
(End of this chapter)